He kissed her again, cock twitching. He squirmed a bit, desperately wanting to be inside of her and pin her down.
Ruby laughed when the kiss broke, she'd felt him twitch as she held him, and to make it worse, she could feel a building slickness between her thighs just from that alone.
"Sam... God, baby, 'm so wet... And you're already pre-cumming, you're slick too." she pointed out, hand dropping from his member to tease her own folds, mouth dropping open as she gently touched her already swollen clit, almost feeling the small nub pulse beneath her fingers.
"Please...I wanna come multiple times this morning, please, babe. If you just touch me here I'm liable to fall apart on your fingers, then on your cock when you finally get inside me," she admitted.
He thought for a moment before a finger came to tease her folds, his thumb against her clit, massaging.
She whimpered and her hips tilted into him as she tried to circle then against him, she biting her lip. "Fuck, babe, a-ah, more," she groaned breathlessly, just wanting to be fucked senseless at this point.
He slowly slid one finger in, slowly fucking her with it- painfully slowly.
"Sam!" She whined, hips moving against his hand, anything for more friction as she went to move her own hands to touch herself before she realized he was holding her down with his powers. She smirked, looking at him as she teased. "Good boy, Sammy... Holding me down like this, you're having fun. It's good practice, and you get to get off at the same time."
He smirked, moving his finger softly. "Yeah, well, as long as I'm fucking you.."
"And you are, and you will. You can be as rough as you want, you can't hurt us." She promised, smiling as she tried to touch herself again, slipping a finger in alongside his own.
He smirked, pulling her finger out as he held her down a bit tighter. He leaned down, nibbling on her ear. "Don't be greedy," he whispered softly against her ear.
She shuddered under him, loving the tone his voice had taken on. "I'm not being greedy, if I was- oh, i'd do more than this... It's not like angel grace where I could touch myself without physically doing it - that's the only thing they got going. Feathers can get people off without a touch, it's pathetic and awesome at the same time," she mused, tilting into his breath against her face.
"I doubt the Angels have the guts to do that thought," he said, pulling her closer to him as his finger started to move faster.
"I know one that would," she grinned, remembering how she'd told Cas about it as she was waiting for Dean and Sam. "A-ah, hell-" she whimpered, hips pushing back against his hand, anything to get him deeper, she was already warm and more than wet just from him teasing this point.
He noticed this, now adding a second finger. He remained at the same pace, still wanting to tease her. "This better?" He smirked.
"A little. You're such a fucking tease." She almost growled, whining as he didn't move any faster. "I can handle three, y'know." She winked.
"We'll see," he smirked, a thumb now on her clit, lightly massaging.
She threw back her head and mewled, trying to sigh in frustration at how he has her - just on the cusp of release, circling to the edge and back, multiple times. She didn't know Sam liked to play like this.
"Oh, would you- you're driving me crazy, love. I can't control my eyes," she commented, they flashing black and back rapidly in time with her edge cycle.
He smirked, massaging her clit a bit harder. He could still have some feelings back to his roots sometimes. Sometimes he could still remember that once he had the will to kill her and failed and this made up for her. Even though all those feelings were gone, he still liked teasing her.
She moaned, entire body tensing up when he added a third finger like she wanted, her voice dying on her lips into an injured animal cry. "Fuck, Sam... Need you, nnnoowww" she whimpered, grinning as she trained to squirm under him.
He smirked, playing stupid. "Do you? This seems pretty good," he whispered against her. His pace now slowing.
"Damnit Winchester, I swear to god-" she growled now, eyes blazing as she looked at him, though she whimpered.
"You swear what?" He smirked.
"You keep this up, I'm gonna fucking-" she snapped, flipping them so she was on top of him, grinding against him with a low whine, his member just barely grazing her entrance with the way she was moving. "Fuck, please!" Her head dropped back, eyes shutting as she rocked against him.
He smirked, bucking his hips softly to enter her just a bit. "Better?" He asked, almost chuckling at her reaction.
She gasped, feeling the head catch but that being it. "Nnnooo, more, please!" She nearly begged, hands resting on his chest to steady herself. "Wanna fucking remember why I'm pregnant," she mewled.
He pulled her down a bit as his hips bucked a bit more, his member now halfway inside of her.
Her nails curled into his chest, her body wanting to sink the rest of the way on him, his blood powers keeping her from doing that. "Baby! Damnit! I just wanna be /full/ and feel you inside me, it's so- good and mhm fuck, move! Wanna just feel myself tighten around you and scream for you, you know you want that-" she teased, the filter to her mouth and mind slowly stopping to work the more this wore on.
He smirked, pulling her further down onto him, now fully inside of her. He let his grip go, her now completely free to move. "This better?" He smirked up at her.
She sighed shakily, "Sam!, Ooh-" she cried, feeling him shealth himself completely in her heat, the stretch making her deliciously full. "Better, yeah," she smiled.
He gently, pulled her upper body down, kissing her softly. "I love you," he said softly as the kiss broke, his lips grazing her's. This was still a touchy subject for him sometimes due to his past, but he was slowly working through it.
"I love you more." She murmured, hips rolling as she lifted then against him, her breasts pressing into his chest as he pulled her down to him. "Be on top, please? I love when you hold me down, and we're not gonna be able to do that when I'm showing and all that," she pleaded, batting her eyelashes.
He nodded his head softly, turning them over quickly. He had already started to thrust into her. He reached down and lightly massaged one of her breasts.
"Ah, mhm-" she sighed as she was pinned beneath him, his hands gently working one of her breasts when his mouth sealed onto the nipple of the other one, his hips rotating as he thrusted, hers lifting to meet him. "Fuck, oh Sam," she whimpered, smiling. "Breastfeeding's not gonna hurt at all as this rate...'m just worried a-about the dreams a-and giving birth," she explained, worst case scenarios of the situation coming back to mind.
"I would hope so," he breathed out, still thrusting and massaging. His hand now stretched out to massage both.
Her eyes shut into his touch, her body trying to relax and not tense- she didn't know why she was fighting him this time, it was no different than before, expect for the nightmare that had preceded it in which he'd attached her.
"Sam...Mh can't wait to see you holding blankets, god, that's gonna be a sight. Guess I should get used to being in a devil's trap again, when I get too emotional you can throw me in it as practice for when the day happens," she mumbled half to herself with a laugh as her shoulder blades arched under him.
He smiled, a hand coming down to her lower stomach. "Can't wait.." He said quietly as he continued to thrust into her.
"Throw me in a devil's trap tonight in the cabin." She spoke up, grinning near manically as she kissed him, trying to move to change the angle slightly.
"Convincing," he said with a smirk. He caught on to what she was doing and picked up her leg, pulling it over his shoulder.
"I'll be good, I promise, you won't have to break out the Latin or the holy water. Though it wouldn't be a bad idea to get me used to it, holy water handcuffs might actually help later on..." She thought, though she definitely didn't like the idea of being restrained while she was in that much pain - then again it was better safe than sorry. "Ooh-" she sighed, leaning up as she kissed him, his cock brushing her g-spot at the changed angle. "Hah...f-fu- this is my favorite way to do this besides on all fours I think." She told him when it broke, she whimpering again as her hips lifted.
"I just... There's medicine, right? For when-I'm just-" she trailed off, unable to think straight. All she could remember was the spasms and how they'd worsened in the dream, and how she hoped the actual birth wouldn't be near as painful.
"Oh fuck, Sam, harder!" She was brought back to her senses by a few rough thrusts, eyes opening to notice his smile.
His thrusts stayed pretty rough throughout as he brought a hand down. He laid his hand gently on her clit, massaging it with his thumb. He looked down at her again with a small smile.
"S-Sam, -ah," her voice hiccuped as her hips moved against him, the combined sensations from his cock and hands making her mind blissfully sexed out on a high she never wanted to come down from. "Baby, hell this feels so good," she moaned.
"Ah, yeah." He groaned out a bit, Sam himself lost in a bit of a high as well. "Fuck," he added, his hair now sticking to his head.
Her head tilted back into the pillows as she opened her mouth, a silent whine leaving her as her nails ran down his back, sinking into his shoulders as she clung to him.
He breathed in and out, his thrusts picking up in pace.
Her hands moved every few seconds, she unable to decide what gave her the greatest support - though again and again her hand came back to his shoulders (more his arms as her legs were perched there), small crescent shaped beaded with blood appearing from her nails as she fought her demonic side, as it was itching to show up.
He didn't even feel the marks she left on his skin as he was still in his own little high. He continued to massage her clit, but now holding her with his blood powers.
She growled when she realized he was using the blood powers, her eyes flashing black and staying that way as she threw herself into his touch. "Fucking hell Sam, please!" She cried, feeling herself so close to that edge, but knowing it was a game for him to make her teeter over it. "Please!"
"Beg.." He simply said, still holding her under his control. He'd push her over the edge soon. He just liked seeing her beg.
"Samuel! Damn it baby! Pl-please, f-fuck, please lemme come, I can just feel myself wound up like this..." She whimpered, eyes not flickering back and staying black, tears edging out of them as she begged for release. for a moment he was reminded of the night he'd tried to kill her, and she could sense it, too.
He tried to shake the memory as his thrusts picked up. They became faster and harder as he continued to massage her clit.
"S-sam, pl-please!" It was a panted whimper turned into a cry as she leaned up to kiss him before she saw stars, biting down on his lower lip into the kiss that followed when her coil snapped without warning, she coming hard around him, knowing she'd accidentally split his lip in the process.
As she came, he felt himself start to cum as well, his insides tightening. His thrusts slowed and his hand stopped as he filled her.
Her eyes shut when she let his mouth go, not surprised to see the blood leaking out of the gash in his lip that she'd made. "Fuck, baby I'm sorry, I didn't-" she started, pulling him closer when his hips stilled, resting her forehead against his with a smile. "Just stay like this for a minute, just... Feel me." She spoke softly, and hand lowering to ghost over her lower stomach, "Because it's not just me now."
He smiled down at her, wiping the blood softly. That same hand then traveled down to encase her hand. "I love the both of you.."
"You better," she teased, though she yawned. "Fuck, that's a workout, Mh. No wonder you and Dean stay in shape. But I... I'm serious about the trap tonight babe. We could do a trial run or something, just to figure it out. I don't want to hurt anyone." She murmured, looking up at him.
He nodded, jaw clenching softly. "Yeah, it's just.. Maybe the first night isn't the best."
She leaned up to pepper his jaw with kisses, humming softly. "Fine, yeah, maybe not the first night. We gotta christen the place before we discrete it with spray paint and blood," she giggled, "You'll carry me over the threshold, right? Like we're married?" She squeaked the last word, almost in an excited fit.
He chuckled a bit, and nodded his head before kissing her. "Yeah.. Should I wear my fed suit?" A smile stayed on his face.
"Yes please! Awh fuck I gotta find a dress!" She grinned, hand reaching up into his hair to kiss him again, loving the mental image she got of that. "Mhm, we need cute pictures when I'm showing, too. I...I should probably make an appointment for all that stuff," she paused, realizing she didn't exactly have a due date.
He nodded his head, thinking for a minute. "Yeah, you think it's best to go to a place in Maine or.."
"Whatever's closest to the cabin, though i- if we go on a hunt I can find a urgent care or something. You really think you Dean can handle me though? Have you guys even... Y'know, /seen/ a woman like that?" She asked, honestly curious as she tried to get her legs off his shoulders, whining softly at the soreness.
"Well.. No.." He paused a second. "We really only have one living female relation besides you." He kind of went silent after that, now wondering if it were possible that she could help out.
"Wait, you d- who? And how come I haven't met her?" Her eyes lit up, the chance to talk to another female hunter would be great, pending they didn't try to kill her on site for being a demon.
"Uh, she's out in Sioux Falls plus she's the sheriff so she's a bit busy. I'm think maybe around the due date she could come help though.." He now thought about when the two of them met. It was a normal hunt but now that he was closer to her, he wasn't sure if he would have been able to.
"Oh. Yeah, any help you two can get you're gonna want. Demon periods are a bitch, I'd pop lights and snapping would- well, I broke a china cabinet once." She giggled, thinking to all the fancy stuff she'd broke.
"How did you- Never mind." He simply said, still not even a hundred percent understanding periods but then understanding a demon period.